Chapter 70 Blood Seal Lifted

In the main hall of Tianman Palace, Xiao Shuying looked at the guards on both sides who were holding their swords and not moving, and calmly put the Crimson Flame Phoenix that had flown back into her space.

The divine beast itself possesses cultivation comparable to a powerful being, and with its demonic energy concealing it, it is generally impossible to detect.

But just now, "Zang Yeyu" actually glanced at the Crimson Flame Phoenix hiding in the shadows. His gaze was icy cold, which was completely strange!

It's worth noting that the Crimson Flame Phoenix had infiltrated the Moon Tiger Tower that day, poisoning Zang Yeyu with a mere flap of its wings without her noticing. Now, however, it's acting completely differently. Therefore, there's only one possibility…

Unless that person is not Zang Yeyu.

Xiao Shuying's gaze darkened, and her heart tightened. Judging from Su Yunyu's reaction just now, he hadn't noticed anything amiss. So, at this moment, what else would the person impersonating Zang Yeyu do?

No, he can't stay here any longer.

Just as Xiao Shuying resolved to swing her bone whip at the guards, a deafening roar, like the collapse of the heavens and the splitting of the earth, erupted with overwhelming force—

A crimson demonic aura, like a half-blade, carrying the surrounding stench, slashed down heavily.

Xiao Shuying dodged, the blood-red blade carrying immense force grazed the ends of his flying hair, slicing off a piece before slashing down on a guard's body.

In an instant, crimson particles filled the air, and amidst the rising dust, only the screams of the guards and the sound of weapons snapping could be heard.

Xiao Shuying raised her fingers to curl up a section of her hair, and as she looked up coldly at the flying blood blade, as expected, a figure in red appeared at the end of her line of sight.

It was Feng Mingye.

The white jade floor reflected his red robes, as if they were soaked in blood. The crimson particles seemed to come alive, swirling around him before dissolving.

Light footsteps accompanied the rustling of clothes on the ground. As the woman in red drew closer, Xiao Shuying pursed her thin lips, calm and composed, and drew her bone whip.

For a moment, the dark blue of the whip blade shone against the crimson, and a sliver of light surged forth in the darkness—

Each sharp bone blade of the bone whip tore through the air and ripped through everything around it before slashing toward Feng Mingye with a chilling sound.

Amidst the fluttering red robes, the whip was dodged, leaving only a crack in the ground. Before Xiao Shuying could forcefully swing it a second time, Feng Mingye had already leaped forward.

As the ruler of the Demon Realm, Feng Mingye is undoubtedly powerful. His Demon Chain is made from all the essence of the Demon Realm and combined with sinister and unpredictable demonic energy, making his moves unpredictable.

Xiao Shuying's eyes narrowed slightly. If he were to use his current Nascent Soul stage cultivation, he would definitely be defeated. However, his cultivation from his first life was almost enough to control the situation...

So he mobilized all the spiritual meridians in his body, but unexpectedly, the cultivation he should have been able to handle in Japan vanished without a trace, as if a stone had sunk into the sea.

Ignoring his surprise and doubt, Feng Mingye's palm strike was about to hit his face. Just as he was about to use all his spiritual power to defend himself, a shout came from afar:

"stop!"

A fleeting, pristine white blade, like a night-blooming cereus, flew through the crimson light. With the sharp sound of a sword being drawn and a whooshing sound, the Snow Blossom Sword was positioned directly before Feng Mingye, its blade imbued with its wielder's icy blue spiritual energy, forcefully deflecting the attack.

For a moment, all that could be seen was the collision of two streams of spiritual and demonic energy, one icy blue and the other scarlet, almost obscuring all the light of day. The blinding force was so intense that it was impossible to look directly at them. A deafening roar filled the air, and fragmented dust floated in the air.

When the smoke of battle had cleared slightly, Xiao Shuying looked up again and saw Su Yunyu standing in front of her, holding the Xuehua Sword with its blade trembling slightly. The once aloof and ethereal immortal now displayed vivid emotions.

Thinking of what Su Yunyu had said not long ago, a storm of emotions surged through Xiao Shuying's heart, causing her to call out in a hoarse voice:

"Master, you've arrived."

Su Yunyu was staring coldly at Feng Mingye, gripping the Xuehua Sword tightly in her hand. Upon hearing this, she simply stepped back to protect him.

On the surface, he appeared calm and composed, but in reality, he was in a state of extreme panic. His cultivation had regressed, and with the blood mark on his body, he was no match for Feng Mingye.

Just now, after seeing Xiao Qingran leave in the side hall, Su Yunyu waited for Feng Mingye for a long time and couldn't help but suspect that there might be a trap.

After thinking it over, he suspected it might be a ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain, so he immediately rushed out the door, ignoring even the sound of Xiao Qingran chasing after him.

Sure enough, as soon as they arrived, they saw Feng Mingye and Long Aotian fighting, and Long Aotian's Nascent Soul stage cultivation was no match for him.

In terms of Long Aotian's luck, Feng Mingye couldn't kill the Chosen One of Heaven, but Su Yunyu also couldn't seriously injure him.

After all, he still had to team up with Xiao Shuying to remove the blood seal from Feng Mingye; they couldn't both of them die in this demon realm.

The tense atmosphere suddenly became inexplicably silent due to Su Yunyu's intervention.

Feng Ming flew to a distance and looked at the tall, elegant man. He felt both delighted and quite annoyed.

Why must such an innocent person be tainted by human emotions and love?

The so-called supreme being is one who is detached from emotions; those with high cultivation should not be moved by anyone, nor should they be happy or angry for anyone.

“Su Yunyu,” he murmured, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the name, a cold smile playing on his thin lips.

"You've really taken a liking to your apprentice?"

These inexplicable words felt somewhat familiar to Su Yunyu, yet she couldn't quite place them. Upon hearing them, she remained remarkably calm and composed.

What's it to you?

This is a life-or-death question. If you answer it correctly, you'll be out of character (OOC); if you don't, you'll lose 1 point of affection with the protagonist. It's better not to answer at all.

This dismissive reply, coupled with his protective stance towards others, caused Feng Mingye's eyes to glow even more bloodshot.

He chuckled softly, his voice so low that no one could hear him, as if he were talking to himself:

"Damn it, I think I'm starting to dislike you."

Having said that, Feng Mingye raised his hand, demonic energy surging forth, his robes fluttering. The crimson demonic energy transformed into a sharp blade, stabbing directly towards Su Yunyu—

This deadly attack caused Su Yunyu to unconsciously clench her fists. The bloodstain affected her reaction, and before she could dodge in time, a figure rushed in from nowhere:

With a "pfft," came the sound of blood being vomited repeatedly, mixed with the heavy thud of someone collapsing to the ground and the sound of feeble breathing, which startled everyone.

Su Yunyu looked down and froze when she saw who it was. Xiao Shuying stepped closer, her gaze looking down at her with a somewhat indifferent tone:

"Why is my brother in the Demon Realm too?"

The person lying on the ground, who had taken a blow for Su Yunyu, was none other than Xiao Qingran, who had just caught up.

He was vomiting blood continuously, clutching a huge hole in his chest where demonic energy was raging. His face was ashen, and he was beyond saving. He couldn't even hear what Xiao Shuying was saying.

His gaze was somewhat vacant as he looked at Su Yunyu, his blood-red lips moving up and down, the words he uttered were indistinct and very unclear.

Footsteps approached hurriedly, and a red robe fell to the ground. Feng Mingye bent down to help Xiao Qingran up, his expression somewhat strange.

"What a piece of trash..."

The demonic energy in his hand surged, constantly trying to fill the hole in Xiao Qingran's heart, but it was clearly in vain.

Seeing that Feng Mingye seemed preoccupied and unable to attend to this matter, Su Yunyu, recovering from her shock and about to consider what to do next, was just as Xiao Qingran regained some strength to speak. Turning her head towards Su Yunyu, she murmured:

"I... also want to... call him Master..."

The way Xiao Qingran phrased her dying words gave Su Yunyu a bad feeling. As expected, after Xiao Qingran finished speaking with all her might, her head lolled to the side and she breathed her last.

"..."

As a recurring villainous male supporting character in the book, used to drive the plot, he actually sacrificed himself to save someone and then died.

The person she saved was the primary villain, and she herself died at the hands of the secondary villain. Su Yunyu felt extremely strange.

Xiao Shuying coldly stared at Xiao Qingran until she breathed her last, then indifferently withdrew her gaze, her eyes calm, but she couldn't help but laugh inwardly.

Whether it was the persecution he suffered at the hands of this man from the Xiao family, or his covetousness towards Su Yunyu before his death, Xiao Shuying was extremely pleased that this man was finally dead.

Unlike their reactions, Feng Mingye was slightly taken aback. He looked at Xiao Qingran, who had stopped breathing, and then raised his hand to check her nose. Seeing that she was truly lifeless, a flicker of surprise crossed his face, and his tone was somewhat incredulous:

"The spirits of the Three Realms have died just like that."

He didn't lower his voice when he said this, so when Xiao Shuying heard it, she paused for a moment and asked somewhat strangely:

Xiao Qingran is a spirit of the Three Realms.

As Feng Mingye rose, his red robes brushed against Xiao Qingran's ashen body. The mottled ground resembled a sinister coffin. He coldly stared at Xiao Shuying, his eyes surging with bloodlust, his killing intent undiminished.

"I searched for so long, only to find out it was because of you..."

After saying that, Feng Mingye launched another attack, but Xiao Shuying dodged while appearing somewhat nonchalant:

"What if I told you that I am the spirit of the Three Realms you are looking for?"

Just then, Su Yunyu was completely confused about the direction the situation was heading. Originally, it seemed that Feng Mingye wanted to take him and Long Aotian down with him, but with Xiao Qingran's death and Xiao Shuying's revelation of her identity, Feng Mingye's attack came to a sudden halt as if struck by lightning.

The magic chain he swung out abruptly stopped in mid-air, its tip touching the ground before he strode up to Xiao Shuying, his blood-red eyes fixed on her, his voice filled with disbelief:

"You're just a Nascent Soul cultivator, and your meridians have been severed. You dare to tell me you're a spirit of the Three Realms?"

Clearly disbelieving, and with his killing intent growing even more intense, his five fingers gathering demonic energy, Xiao Shuying calmly drew a wisp of spiritual energy from her spiritual veins:

This spiritual energy is incredibly pure, unlike the pure color of cultivators. It is mixed with red and white, one being spiritual energy and the other demonic energy, which is almost self-evident.

Seeing Feng Mingye's demonic energy cease circulating, Xiao Shuying smiled, a smile tinged with cruelty.

"Although I don't know what purpose you have in seeking the spirits of the Three Realms, I am indeed one."

No wonder Feng Mingye healed Xiao Qingran just now, and was so unable to accept his death. It turns out it was all because of the spirits of the Three Realms.

Since he treasures this physique so much, what will Feng Mingye do now that he knows about it, given how much he previously wanted to kill him?

"you……"

Feng Mingye looked at the two-colored spiritual energy, raised his finger to sense it, and found that it was indeed possessed by a spirit demon. His expression immediately froze, and he looked incredulous.

"But you were born out of wedlock, a jinx to your mother, and your life was cut short. You suffered so much bullying. With such a tragic fate, why are you a spirit of the Three Realms!"

In this worldview, the spirits of the Three Realms are considered the chosen ones of Heaven, and are favored by Heaven, possessing great fortune. Given the dramatic ups and downs of Xiao Shuying's early life, Feng Mingye was indeed surprised that he could be a spirit of the Three Realms.

Seeing so many harsh words coming from Feng Mingye's mouth, Su Yunyu's face immediately darkened, and she stepped forward a few paces, saying:

"Enough!"

If this continues to lash out at Long Aotian's corpse, Xiao Shuying may not know if she herself will be angry, but she fears that if Heaven were to be angered, the corpses would float for miles.

Feng Mingye had no time to consider anything else. Stunned by the reality before him, he staggered back a few steps, laughed a few times, and a hint of resentment flickered in his eyes. It was impossible to discern his true emotion. He simply said:

Tell me, is Heaven's will good or bad for you?

Xiao Shuying's gaze was deep and unfathomable; for a moment, she couldn't discern what Feng Mingye's attachment to the spirits of the Three Realms was, and her tone was utterly indifferent.

Why should I tell you?

“If you tell me,” Feng Mingye’s gaze turned cold, and he slowly spoke:

"I'll remove Su Yunyu's blood seal, how about that?"

"..."

Su Yunyu, who was originally enjoying the show, was overjoyed when she heard that Feng Mingye was willing to remove the blood seal for her. She thought to herself that it was truly a case of getting something for nothing.

As expected, Xiao Shuying frowned upon hearing this, and without much thought, she followed up on the question Feng Mingye had asked last time:

"You ask about the way of Heaven, and it is naturally capricious."

"Unpredictable," Feng Mingye repeated softly, walking to within half a step of Xiao Shuying, observing her closely, speaking in a soft, almost impassive tone.

"But shouldn't you have a smooth and successful life, with luck that ordinary people can't have, and enjoy bliss that ordinary people can't reach? How can you be so capricious?"

Xiao Shuying curled her lips into a cold smile upon hearing this:

"I don't know what misunderstanding you have about the Way of Heaven. The spirits of the Three Realms have never had a smooth life."

As they spoke of the Way of Heaven, Su Yunyu felt a strange sensation, because he was the only one who knew that this world was a created world.

It's just a book, created by the inspiration of just one author and one editor. The so-called "Heavenly Way" is probably just a setting that Li Qingyuan wrote on a whim.

But this casual, uninformed creation has led to two people in the present: one suffered greatly in his childhood, and the other is now persistently questioning his past.

Is this world truly just a fleeting world within a book? Are these characters truly just insignificant two-dimensional figures?

A hundred emotions swirled in her heart when Feng Mingye's almost maniacal laughter interrupted Su Yunyu's thoughts. She heard him speak, word by word:

"So even those who are supposedly favored by Heaven must endure so many hardships," she said, her eyes no longer flickering with shrewdness, her gaze now utterly calm.

"So the spirits of the Three Realms are nothing more than this, and the Heavenly Dao is nothing more than this."

Feng Mingye flicked his sleeve, seemingly resolving some long-standing confusion. His gaze shifted from Xiao Shuying to Su Yunyu, where he couldn't help but smile, as if in mockery.

"I'd rather believe you're a spirit of the Three Realms, a favorite of Heaven."

Su Yunyu wanted to laugh. Li Qingyuan had intended to portray him as the Chosen One of Heaven later on, since, according to the setting, this identity combined beauty and cultivation, and he didn't have a tragic childhood.

Of course, no matter how good the character design is, he is still just the main villain.

Once the blood seal is broken, if I successfully kill Long Aotian, then I will truly be a villain in this world.

"If you've said enough," Xiao Shuying stepped forward and stood in front of Su Yunyu, her gaze fixed on Feng Mingye, and said:

"It's time to remove the bloodstain."

He had no interest in guessing why Feng Mingye was so obsessed with the Heavenly Dao, nor in figuring out why he wanted to find the Spirit of the Three Realms. He was only eager to remove the blood seal from Su Yunyu's body as soon as possible.

Feng Mingye chuckled softly, the chilling killing intent from before gone. He exuded an indescribable emotion, unlike the blood-soaked Demon Lord, who seemed more detached and aloof.

"Don't rush."

As he spoke, he walked up to Su Yunyu, his eyes flickering with an unreadable emotion:

"The bloodstain needs my blood to be removed."

The next second, he bit his lower lip, and a bead of crimson blood rolled down. Before it could even trickle down his thin lips, Feng Mingye leaned over and suddenly covered Su Yunyu's lips with his own—

Xiao Shuying's eyes changed instantly. She had noticed when he bit his lower lip, so when Feng Mingye leaned over, she pushed him away, but she was still a beat too slow, and the blood bead landed directly on Su Yunyu's lips.

Su Yunyu blinked, feeling a dark shadow loom down before her eyes and then rush past. She felt a slightly cool touch on her lips and licked them a beat late, her lips immediately filled with the taste of blood.

Strange, the smell of blood...

Wait! What did Feng Mingye just do to me?!

Just as Su Yunyu was about to erupt, Xiao Shuying had already swung her bone whip at the man, her eyes even turning crimson, her whole body radiating indescribable ferocity. But just a moment before the bone whip touched Feng Mingye, the world spun before her eyes—

"Get out of the Demon Realm! See you later, it'll be a fight to the death!"

As Feng Mingye's raised voice fell, the scene before them returned to its original state.

Having come from the blood-red land of the Demon Realm to the soil of the human world, Xiao Shuying still held the bone whip in her hand, and a chilling aura still surrounded her.

It seems she was thrown out of the Demon Realm directly by Feng Mingye's teleportation array. Su Yunyu hurriedly checked her sea of ​​consciousness and found that the blood seal was indeed gone.

Although the bloodstain was removed, the process of removing it was not pleasant. Recalling Feng Mingye's thin lips covering hers just now, although she didn't kiss him directly because of Xiao Shuying's push, Su Yunyu still felt uncomfortable all over.

You have to understand, he's a total straight man! Trying to seduce Long Aotian was already enough to make him speechless, but Feng Mingye just had to annoy him even more!

Just as Su Yunyu was sobbing in her heart, she didn't notice that Xiao Shuying had already put away the bone whip and also put away her murderous aura. She walked to her side and looked down at her.

His gaze lingered on Su Yunyu's still-bloodied lips, his violent emotions growing and swelling within him. Unconsciously, he clenched his fingers into his palms, not even noticing that blood was about to be drawn.

"Master..."

His voice was hoarse as soon as he opened his mouth.

Su Yunyu looked up and saw Xiao Shuying's strangely tense face. She immediately felt uneasy and wondered what was wrong.

The next moment, Xiao Shuying raised her hand and her thumb brushed hard against the corner of his lips.

A stinging sensation shot through her, and Su Yunyu hissed in pain. Before Long Aotian could retract his dog paw, a cool yet burning kiss landed on her lips—

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Author's Note: The next chapter will fast-forward to the main plot! [starry-eyed]